I am a chief in a primitive tribe

For the next two days, the Jiang clan took turns to wander around the jungle outside every day.

Just in case, Mu Feng sent the hemp seeds and Doudou out to follow the people on duty. He thought that with the vigilance of the hemp and the chicken thief of Doudou, he could help the people on duty to detect the wind and grass in advance.

Of course, at first the two wolves refused, but after Mu Feng scared him with a stick and gave him two pieces of venison, they followed him out.

The members of the hunting team also train within the second layer of the protective wall during the day, so that the enemy can appear and they can appear near the trap in time.

In this way, the slaves were scared enough that they even thought that the Jiang clan was going to kill them all.

However, after seeing the appearance of the hunting team members waiting for each other, some of them vaguely guessed that the Jiang clan might be "in big trouble", and gradually, when they looked at the Jiang clan, they had a gloating look.

What they didn't know was that while they were gloating and even watching the Jiang clan people coldly, Mu Feng was also secretly watching them coldly.

Seeing their reactions, the last trace of regret in Mu Feng's heart disappeared.

"Sneak attack on us, and want to kill people, you have become prisoners, and being slaves is also your deserved retribution. Mu Feng said to himself, "Now that I am a slave, I have not yet realized the consciousness of being a slave! If my Jiang clan is really destroyed, do you still have a reason to live?"

Mu Feng sneered: "Since you don't want the Jiang clan to be good, then I don't need to be merciful to you!"

He became more and more sure of his previous plan in his heart.

In this way, another day passed, and finally on the morning of the third day, the clansmen who were on duty outside ran all the way to the second layer of the protective wall, shouting, "They're coming!" "They're coming!"

Mu Feng, who had been waiting for a long time, opened his eyes, and his eyes burst out, and he broke out, "Jiang clansmen!"

Everyone shouted in unison: "Here!"

Mu Feng said: "Someone is coming to rob us, what should we do?"

"Kill!".

"Okay!" Mu Feng waved his hand, "They're coming, all the warriors of the hunting party will take the lead and hide their bodies near the trap!"

"Yes!" The hunting team led by Hanshu reacted quickly and rushed to the jungle outside.

Mu Feng came to all the slaves with Lihu and Mingguang, and said loudly: "Our Jiang clan has been busy for the past few days, you have also seen it, and now I tell you one thing, other tribes will come to rob us soon!"

Lihu and Mingguang's faces remained unchanged, and they quietly watched the reactions of these slaves.

Sure enough, the slaves had different expressions.

Most of them are gloating, some of them show deep hatred, and a few of them show some panic.

Of course, Mu Feng had already seen their reactions, and his plan was even more certain.

He said coldly: "Since they are coming to attack our Jiang clan, then you, as the servants of my Jiang clan, naturally cannot stay out of the matter. If our Jiang clan is plundered and our clansmen are killed, you will not be able to escape!"

all the slaves' faces changed, but most of them were still gloating.

Mu Feng ignored it and continued: "Each of you will get a weapon and fight with us Jiang clansmen! We live, you can live, we die, you must also die!"

All the slave spirits shuddered, showing a look of fear.

They remembered that not long ago, it was the young man in front of them who decided their life and death!

After saying this, Mu Feng turned his face to look at Lihu, Lihu nodded, took out the prepared wooden sticks and bones, and sent them down one by one.

Then Mu Feng said: "The weapon is given to you, we will go to the battlefield with you, whether we live or die, it depends on whether we can win this battle!"

The two took the remaining forty or so tribesmen and escorted the bound slaves to the other side of the jungle.

Because Mu Feng had already arranged it, the slaves were taken to the designated place and let them symbolically hide on the side.

Of course, the place to hide is naturally the place to be close to the trap, but they don't know it.

Soon, there was an undisguised sound of a group of people marching in the jungle, as if because of the large number of people, the sound of people not deliberately lowering their steps.

"Huh?" Mu Feng began to judge the distance from the sound of footsteps, and looked at Mingguang and Lihu beside him, signaling that they should act immediately.

The footsteps were getting closer, and Mu Feng could even see the bushes not far away shaking.

And the Jiang clan people around him hid their bodies one by one and remained motionless.

He was at ease.

After a while, Mu Feng, who was hiding in the shadows, had seen someone emerge from the bushes and come to the bushes that they had leveled beforehand.

"Sure enough, there are people from the Manglong Division!" said Lihu in a low voice.

"They don't call them the Manglong Department now, they call them the Black Fang Department!" Mingguang also corrected in a low voice.

"Hmph, no matter which tribe it is, let them pay the price today!" Mu Feng snorted coldly.

The bushes shook, and no more than one or two hundred people poured out of the other side at once, standing noisily in a wall, and there were obviously two groups of people behind them, who were throwing off and striding towards them.

Perhaps it was because of the loud footsteps of the crowd, or perhaps because the way they were advancing was too brutal and rude—passing directly through the bushes in front of them, no one had the slightest suspicion of the sudden open and flat ground, and still marched forward with great vigour.

Mu Feng was secretly happy in his heart, this was exactly what he wanted.

He looked at Lihu and Mingguang again, the two nodded, and then signaled to the people around him, rushed to the slaves in a few steps together, and pushed them out: "Fight me, they are going to beat our Jiang clan, fight with them!"

It was Mingguang who shouted this, and he shouted while shouting: "Come on, someone has come to rob our Jiang clan!"

The slaves originally thought that they were ambushed and prepared for a sneak attack, but they did not expect that they would suddenly be pushed into the open space and exposed to hundreds of people at once.

Especially Mingguang's seemingly panicked and frightened shouting made people not far away notice them.

Mingguang, on the other hand, quickly retreated with everyone's effort, and even climbed with a rolling belt, and ran straight in the direction of the Jiang clan.

This gave everyone who saw him a feeling that he was fleeing in a hurry!

At this moment, all the people who came not far away noticed the group of people in front of them, holding bone rods and stone tools in their hands, and waving their teeth and claws at them.

There was also a person, obviously preparing to return to the tribe to report the news!

At this time, someone shouted: "Hurry, kill all the Jiang clansmen, don't let them escape!"

At this moment, the people of the Black Fang, who were already menacing, instantly became agitated:

"Quick, there is the Jiang clan's hunting team in front, kill them all!"

"They have few people, kill them all, and their tribe will let us plunder!"

The man wanted to tell the news, don't let him run away!"

"Boom!"

hundreds of people rushed to the forty slaves in unison, and the scene was like locusts crossing the border and pounced on a few rice plants.

"Ahh

Forty against hundred, he obviously didn't even have the courage to fight!

And his slave companions around him obviously didn't have such courage, and they also lost their "weapons" and turned around and ran.

Looking at their appearance, it was clear that they were planning to flee without a fight!

But seeing that the "lamb" was close at hand, how could the Black Tooth people let them run back, and they rushed up one after another.

I don't know who shouted: "Kill them all!" The

crowd was even more crowded, and the speed of running was even faster!

But before they could run a few steps, they only heard a "boom", and then no less than 100 people all fell into the air under their feet, and then "poof, puff, puff" fell into one big pit after another.

Immediately afterwards, there was a miserable cry of "ahhhh